An uncontrollable desire and one of the most primitive instincts... that of killing. I walk alone through the streets like a lost soul in search of someone who can satisfy me. Here I am with my headphones, listening to an elixir to savor and enjoy even more of the pleasure that is to come. Relatively desolate streets but not prostitutes, homeless, and alcoholics that continue to increase night after night. Drugs everywhere, alcohol and rot. I appreciate my artwork, which runs from her throat to her genitals... Everywhere is in complete chaos. However... here... I am... and here... I am God.